The Palace Maid was so terrified that she shivered uncontrollably, desperately clutching Harry's arm to gain some sense of safety.
"I, I didn't do anything!"
"It was, it was Head Manager Zhang who ordered me to stand guard outside Yanxi Palace so that if Miss Wuya needed anything, I could be informed at the, the very first moment!"
Having walked a tightrope on the edge of death, that feeling was too horrific.
She was still submerged in the shadow of death, her voice trembling violently, her entire being like a leaf fluttering helplessly in the autumn wind.
"If it wasn't for you, why would Xiaochun be crying!"
"Why did you take her out of the room?"
The child was sleeping soundly when she suddenly appeared at the palace gate, wailing loudly.
And she just happened to be with this Palace Maid, so Wuya naturally thought this matter must have something to do with the Palace Maid!
Harry frowned.
